Chapter 25: The Nuisance And The Advantages

Sigh... how many times did I sigh already?

Now that Shyn's in my school, I can not just do whatever I want. If something wrong happens, he will report it to Mr. Smith.

And definitely, Mr. Smith will not stay put. He will surely find Gladiolus and will make a move.

The thing is... Gladiolus Clan is not just a gang.

Matilda was right, they are associated with many killings. They assassinated people, usually people in politics or something to do with business, and needless to say, people in mafia and gang related stuff... But that's not all.

Nowadays, there are rumors going around about Gladiolus and another powerful and mysterious group that I have never heard before. The name of the group is Black Dragon, I think. I have only been in the gang for a year, and they do not easily trust new recruits, no matter how strong and skilled they are. There are a lot of things that I still need to know... lot of things that I still need to learn.

I thought at first that, all I need is a pretty great skill at fighting, and being street smart, being able to get everyone's favor... but no.

Seeing and hearing about those gang fights, it was just about fighting. But, once I got a taste of their life... people stronger, and in higher positions, beat us to a pulp; take advantage of us because we are new to the group. People in Gladiolus will either like you, or want to kill you, because you are too great to steal the spotlight from them. It is not a brotherhood, it is not family.

The clan will just back members up in order to not ruin the clan's reputation. Of course there are groups in the clan who are really friends, but even though they are, there is still an internal competition... to win the boss' favor, to have a promotion, to be treated special? Every one of us have reasons why we do things.

In every opportunity the older members get, they will make us go and collect money from people that owe the boss, or do revenges. We beat them, threaten them if they refused, destroy everything in their houses... it was a nightmare. I never really liked this dark part of the gang world, so I always work alone. Because of that, they hated me... and I hate them back.

The thing with Ashea, she have never ever seen that because I didn't let her. But, when the others let her tag along to collect a few from their list, she completely froze. I quickly snatched her from them, giving her punishment for going to other groups, she was under me! She was supposed to follow and do what I say.

By that time, I got promoted to one of The Fives. My base's boss usually selects five people to lead weaker members and new recruits as well. But now, I do not think that is still my place in the clan.

They said, I am one of the greatest fighters among them... that was why I got promoted. It is all bull, all I really did was fight people that are weaker than me, people who can not even fight... About gang fights, maybe I am just lucky that I am still alive. The Fives go to fights instead of the boss... it is just how it goes, I guess.

Each Gladiolus bases have a boss, which is obviously, the in charge in the whole base. But there is another person higher than them... the one who really controls the main group and its three bases... the person behind the curtains controlling the boss that I know. It is like the puppeteer controlling its puppet.

And I am definitely sure that the real boss... the puppeteer is that man; the man the I am looking for years!

"Young Miss? Young Miss?" Ryan tapped the table gently, trying to get my attention. "This cafe is closing we should go," he said after he stood up and grabbed my bag.

"Hey, wait, wait wait! YOU are going ALONE, right? I am not coming with you. I have my own apartment." Even though, it's a little trashed...

Ryan side glanced, then switched his glance to his phone. "I was just informed, and so was Mr. Smith, your apartment is not a safe place to stay. Master Shyn told us about the break in that happened a week ago. Mr. Smith asks you to go home in the mansion immediately. That was why Master Shyn was in your school."

"Master Shyn?! Wait a minute! I am confused! So, who is your boss?" Shyn is just my bodyguard, right? ...huh, master? Did I heard it wrong?

"Mr. Lee wants to be called that way," Ryan innocently uttered.

Son of a-! His self-esteem is so hard to reach! He is getting worse..., "You know what, I think coming with you is a nice idea." Ryan answered me with silence and a sharp stare. "Hah! I won't run I promise!" He should stop looking at me like I am lying. "But Ryan, I need you to do something for me."

I think, this will be a good idea... *smirking inside*

"I would like to speak to my grandfather."